After Waking up Beside the Villain

    The slender golden needles dangled weakly under the dim candlelight.

    Lu Fenglou's trousers have been picked up and scattered, and the twisted posture makes it inevitable that a thin waist is exposed between the gaps of the clothes.

    His eyes swept lightly and sharply from the end of Lu Fenglou's slightly raised eyes, and his slightly trembling chest exhaled hot air, but his words were as condensed as ice: "Where the needle is applied, it is naturally The place where you are sick. Your Majesty must not avoid the doctor."

    The long black hair fell over her shoulders.

    Lu Fenglou rolled his eyes slightly, and with the help of his hair, his eyes fell on the simple screen a few steps away.

      He slumped back slightly, allowing the two shadows to separate.

    "The teacher is right."

    Lu Fenglou smiled, and the knuckles of the hand that pressed Chu Yunsheng's movements moved slightly, rubbing the back of Chu Yunsheng's hand away: "The doctor does not avoid too much, but the teacher does Responsible."

    The familiar yin and yang tone of voice, Chu Yunsheng is used to hearing it these days, and doesn't care.

    No matter how frivolous and natural the little emperor's tone was, when Chu Yunsheng pulled off his belt and pointed his finger over to determine where to place the needle, the waist stretched in his palm was still tight. He got up, exposing the little emperor's subconscious alertness and nervousness.

    Chu Yunsheng laughed in his heart, clenched his palms tightly, and rubbed loosely on the waist, then pulled a stack of bedding and propped it behind Lu Fenglou, and said lightly: " It hurts a little bit, but bear with it."

    Lu Fenglou was slightly stunned and looked up at him.

    But at this moment, Chu Yunsheng held the gold needle between his three fingers and pierced the acupoint under Lu Fenglou's waist quickly and accurately.

    Lu Fenglou's raised eyes suddenly closed tightly.

    The extremely fine needle pierces the flesh.

    Slowly twisted, fine sweat drops like dew from flowers and leaves, seeping from the little emperor's well-maintained porcelain-white skin.

    The bizarre hot and cold pain gradually rose, spreading from the waist to the limbs, like a hundred ants biting, it was unbearable.

    Lu Fenglou closed his eyes and leaned back, his low back, which had been cold all the year round, slowly felt a little warmer under the pressure of that not soft hand.

    It feels like soaking in warm water.

    Drowsiness surged up unexpectedly, Lu Fenglou barely lifted his eyelids and looked in front of him through a narrow line of light—Chu Yunsheng had finished dropping the needle, and was looking down slightly for the sake of He pressed his legs and waist, and the shadow of the candlelight was cut in half and fell on the regent's face, melting the loneliness and coldness that he usually strayed from the world, leaving only an inexplicable tenderness that could not be discerned.

    Lu Fenglou took out a bit of clarity from the chaotic sleepiness, and lifted one foot out of the wooden basin with a clatter.

    "Don't move."

      It's too boring to have nothing to do all day long? Besides, how can the teacher know that there is nothing to do with housework and government affairs?"

    Chu Yunsheng raised his eyes and looked at Lu Fenglou through the hot white mist.

    Lu Fenglou's camouflaged dark face faded a lot when he was washing, and the pale skin that was revealed was even more intense and fuller than the two thin lips that were smudged by water vapor.

    "Teacher."

    The two lips were soaked in water vapor and came closer, with some genuine and fake smiles: "Without the beauties of the whole house, don't spill your anger on me. "

    The surrounding water vapor and heat seemed to be getting stronger.

    There are some entangled breaths that are cool and cool, like tightening the chest and heart.

      Beautiful.

    It is like a glamorous and obsessed water ghost, and I want people to take care of it.

      The requirements for appearance are very high. Especially those with fair skin and thin waists, curvy lines, and long and tight legs—Your Majesty is very different."

    Speaking frivolous hooligan words calmly and indifferently, the regent's cold and handsome face remains solemn, but the little emperor shrinks his toes in shock.

    Lu Fenglou stared at Chu Yunsheng for a moment, then leaned closer and said, "Teacher, you are a bastard, these words are in my ears, but deceiving you—"

    Chu Yunsheng raised his eyes: "Your Majesty wants to rule the sin of the minister?"

    Lu Fenglou paused, smiled dumbly, and looked at Chu Yunsheng with an unsure look.

    Chu Yunsheng lowered his eyes, warmed his hands on the stove, and began to pull out the needle.

    The medicine frying outside the screen is about to be finished.

    Unknowingly, the process of applying needles took nearly an hour. Occasionally, the footsteps of patrolling soldiers passing by were heard outside, neat and powerful.

    The light of the torches outside the tent throbbed, and the chaotic shadows swayed with the candles that were mostly burning in the tent.

    One after another gold needles were arranged on the satin cloth, Chu Yunsheng went around the screen and brought in the steaming soup medicine, Lu Fenglou sat down, took the medicine bowl and drank slowly.

    Chu Yunsheng put the sweet water pear aside, looked at Lu Fenglou's expression, and said, "Your Majesty will go to the crown after the new year."

    Lu Fenglou took the pear after drinking the medicine.

    And crown, it means pro-government. However, the king regent has the sole power, the aristocratic family looks around and peeps, foreign enemies are coveting, internal corruption and external weakness, it is easier to talk about pro-government, and how easy it is to be crowned.

    The sweetness of pears permeated his tongue, and Lu Fenglou's mind was surging. He glanced at the regent, who was very different from before the expedition, and didn't say anything.

    Chu Yunsheng didn't expect to get along in a few days to break the guard of this suspicious little emperor, watching him eat pears around the quilt with his hair disheveled, it was a bit funny, he couldn't go and kiss this tooth The sharp-mouthed little brat had to get up and washed him a pear and handed it over.

    After drinking the medicine and eating the pears, it was already midnight.

    Chu Yunsheng left Lu Fenglou to rest in the handsome tent, and went outside to stir up a lamp and handle official business.

    In the second half of the night, when he heard that Lu Fenglou was sound asleep, he put away his things, wrapped his cloak, and led a team of light horses out of the camp with Di Yan.

    When I returned at dawn, Lu Fenglou was no longer in the handsome tent.

    Chu Yunsheng scanned the eye book case, and sure enough, there were traces of being flipped. However, the person who flipped was very careful. If it wasn't for Chu Yunsheng's extraordinary memory, he probably wouldn't have seen anything.

    He checked and dealt with a few official duties before calling someone to pass the breakfast.

    As an army commander, there is no special treatment.

    Lang Jiang came in with a few vegetable buns with no oil and water, and a large bowl of yellowish vegetable soup: "My lord, did the black-faced boy deliver the rice yesterday to make you angry? Yes? It's not a big deal if you punish a scoundrel who is not disciplined at home. If you punish him for limping, it's not a big deal. Let's say, you are a lot of adults because of your favor, so why bother about this..."

    Talking and laughing, Lang Jiang handed the vegetable soup to Chu Yunsheng's eyes: "This matter of delivering meals will be left in the future, anyway, there is nothing important in our camp right now. If you work too hard, we Dajin are still counting on you..."

    The bitter chatter of the confidant's subordinates is ringing.

    Chu Yunsheng stared at the vegetable soup for a while, then took it and drank it, and his voice interrupted Lang Jiang's words flatly: "General Tian, ​​it will be New Year's Eve in a few days. Let the officers and men visit relatives. You also go home and have a look, there are parents and children, and life is sad. "

    Tian Langjian was stunned for a moment, as if he could not guess what Chu Yunsheng meant, and nodded his head indifferently.

    During the festival, from the royal family to the common people, they all add a bit of busyness and urgency. Chu Yunsheng, the regent, was no exception.

    Except for the daily and nightly acupuncture and decoction, Chu Yunsheng was so busy that Lu Fenglou couldn't touch her.

    He seldom stayed in the barracks. Sometimes he hurriedly pulled out the needle and then rode away. When he came back, there would occasionally be a strange smell in his robes. Like the smell of gunpowder.

    After the first day of temptation and fighting, the healing that followed was bland and ordinary.

    Lu Fenglou's training was a little more aggravated, and the pain of the acupuncture was also reduced, and he often fell asleep with the needle in it. Chu Yunsheng was too lazy to fight with him, so he let him fall asleep, and turned to go to work.

    Sometimes Lu Fenglou was dazed and woke up in shock. When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a faint dim candle, and a handsome and upright silhouette on the screen .

    The whole body was warmly smoked, pears and cakes were placed on the wooden plate by the bed, tiny sparks were fluttering in the charcoal basin, and there was another cold breath in the tent.

    This man who often stabbed him into his chest in his dreams and kicked him off the dragon chair, somehow reminded him of the word reassurance that made the emperor terrified and resisted.

    Lu Fenglou felt that he couldn't figure out something more and more.

    Lu Fenglou also asked Chu Yunsheng, but Chu Yunsheng did not answer him seriously, but scribbled : "A gentleman orders people to do things on the basis of trust. What about the villain? When your majesty learns to use a knife, you must also learn to keep it."

    Lu Fenglou once thought that Chu Yunsheng saw something, but in fact, he was trapped in the barracks these days, apart from the training, he was not questioned and scolded.

    Days go by, and the New Year's Eve is approaching in the blink of an eye.

    It is customary for the court to entertain civil and military officials in the Taiji Hall on New Year's Eve.

    However, Chu Yunsheng never let the little emperor show up for something as big as signing the peace talks with Da Zhou before. Seeing the New Year's Eve, the ministers and families in the court also guessed in their hearts that this palace banquet The regent 90% will not let the little emperor appear.

      One step couldn't wait to bite the throne into his own mouth.

    Pairs of invisible hands flowed with the darkness.

    This peace is well decorated, and this scheming also affects.

    They all expected the little emperor's humiliation and anger, and he was locked in a corner, but he didn't want to. The civil and military officials stepped on the bright lights and entered the Taiji Hall. The emperor sitting on the dragon chair in the Taiji Hall.

    Chu Yunsheng was sitting next to the Lu Fenglou, looking at the ministers who looked like they had seen a ghost, the tea bowls in his hands were placed on the table with a bang: "All standing , are you waiting for this king to ask you to sit down?"

    "Your Highness is joking, how dare you!"

    The ministers were shocked back to their senses, haha ​​laughing and busy taking their seats.

    Looking at the little emperor who had not seen her face for a while but looked ruddy, and carefully looked at the regent with a cold face but a bit blue-white and haggard, the civil and military officials exchanged glances, They are all turning their little abacus.

    The atmosphere is pleasant, but it seems to have a bit of bitterness.

    Praise the virtues and have three wine tours.

    Drinking on his face, the Zhao family gave a wink, and a minister stood up knowingly, breaking the jubilant illusion of New Year's Eve reunion.

    Before the words came out, the old minister wiped his old tears: "I heard that your majesty's dragon was ill a few days ago, and my minister was worried. It is God's mercy, and the well-being of my people in Dajin!"

    Lu Fenglou put down his chopsticks and lowered his eyes to hide the sarcasm in his eyes.

    But this minister obviously didn't speak out to worry about him.

    As expected, after three words of gratitude, the old minister changed the subject and said: "A few years ago, His Majesty's dragon body was ill, and he hadn't held a court meeting for a long time, but I didn't know that the regent had already made a drastic move. Reforms to eradicate evils are really a means of eradicating dissent!"

    "This move is really the work of the minister! Please investigate thoroughly!"

    It is almost a joke to let the young emperor who is not in power go to investigate the regent who is in power. But as soon as these words came out, there was a sound, but the hall was dead silent, and no one laughed.

    Only because the two sides who declared war are not hypocritical monarchs and ministers, but old and new who have torn their faces.

    Lu Fenglou raised his eyes.

    Chu Yunsheng flicked his robe sleeves and put down the wine cup.